Later that night my parents said that they were going to go out and have some drinks with some friends and wouldn't be back until about midnight. Inst...ntly I thought that this was going to suck as my sister wouldn't have to hold back on her outfits and the teasing was going to be much more than I have experienced thus far. As soon as my parents left my sister disappeared into her room for about 15 minutes before returning to the living room. As I thought she was in just a black thong with a. Her eyes fluttered. Like the careless waves of the ocean holograms she had been so entranced by in her youth, the ground swayed back and forth beneath her dangling toes. Slowly, she raised her head and stretched her neck. Tension stung in her back and shoulders. Her biceps seared. Her wrists burned. Gritting through the dull pain that seemed hours old, she craned back her neck and swore. Above her head, bolted into the wooden ceiling beam were shackles clamped around her wrists. Taped crudely. And chachi ne v mera lund ko aapne bur me jate hi bur sikod kar except kiya. Fir mai chachi ke urar let kar lund pura unke bur me dal diya and unki hoto ko chumta hua and unki chuchi ko dono hatho se dabta hua chodne laga. Mera lund puri terha se chachi ke bur ke gharai tak ja raha tha. Jub mera lund chachi ke bur ke pura andar hota tha to chachi 1 payari si aawan nikal rahi thi{ah…Un…Beta} ishi terha mai unhe lag bhag 15mint chodta raha to chachi ne mujhe aapne pairo me jakad lila and pura. I will be quiet and let you read."It was strange. My buttercup was often quite perceptive. How had she read my mind? I had been thinking of the pleasure I'd found in watching her used by the captain and his two crew members. Also the street whore I brought to the hotel room. That had been great fun for both of us. We were not Master and sub then, but she was still wonderfully pleasing to me. I was thinking more about it, now that she had brought up the subject. Perhaps it would be something.